​sean carter lyrics

by

Smokingskul


(pus*y ass n*gga!)
(I'll blow yo' f*ckin' head off!)

[Verse 1: Smokingskul]
I got Gucci, no Ferragamo
Catch him at the party, like he Alpo
I ain't guessing sh*t, OG Maco
Migo plug go by Flaco
Ion' roll woods, n*gga f*ck tobacco
Glock not on safety, but it tackle
I'm finna' quick draw like a raffle
I'm in the field, n*gga where my shackles?
I keep a wild dog like a jackal
Scratch off the serial, Scribble Scrabble
AR15, make a opp skedaddle
I mix the Murakami wit' the Goyard
Dat' n*gga cap, he don't really go hard
I stay with the gang, n*gga like Mozart
Keep a Five-Seven, we shoot at his chrome heart
Sippin' on lean, I ain't takin' a shot
Can't serve these n*ggas, these n*ggas be hot
Bacon egg and cheese, feel like a ock
Ian' SoFaygo, Ion' knock knock
Walk in like I own dis' sh*t
We da' reason they foreclosed this sh*t
My own plug, I'mma grow this sh*t
How you in the trap, but you grown as sh*t?
Bape on me, dis' ain't Coach
OG, not a roach
(?) 15, make em' hit da' folks
Got a shemagh, Hold up, keep me ghost
Chop got a kit like a (?)
You wanna deal wit' Chef Carter?
7.62s going through his arteries
We the reason for that boy (?)
(f*ck you talkin' bout', You pus*y ass n*gga!)

[Verse 2: Marrgielaa]
All black tracksuit, dis' not a cloak
Walk in da' function wit' it in my coat
(Oh ya!) They keep sayin' I'm da' goat
I feel like Kodak, wit' em in da' boat
I'm in da spot n', I'm f*cking two hoes
(?), n*gga you a joke
If i see 12, then I gotta go
(?) Locked up, issa' hope
n*ggas be find out, Lil Pump
We putta' opp body inna' trunk
f*cking on hoes, man I'm not tryna' hump
I do not f*ck wit' n*ggas like I'm Trump
(I'm Trump!)
Sippin' on wock, n*gga dis' ain't Tuss
Inna' Hellcat, Ian' takin' a bus
n*ggas fake as f*ck, so who can I trust?
We the reason why yo' bro in da' dust
(On god!)
n*ggas be talkin' , but I kno' they queer
I feel like Kunta Kinte wit' da' spear
Gucci on me, n*gga dissin' on Moncler
Get dat' f*ck n*gga outta here!
Sippin on V8, not no beer
n*gga get shot, come around here
I'm in da' Hellcat, I can't steer
b*tch, there's nobody that I fear
Ain't talkin' bout' money, I don't wanna hear
n*ggas be capping, Get it out my ear
f*ck court, I ain't finna' appear
I'm in the forest wit' it, like a deer
I'm in the forest, n*gga no woods
I'm doing sh*t, Dat' you would wish you could
Feel like Trayvon, In da' hood
I hit a lick n*gga, Yea' I'm good
Run in ya' home n*gga, Yea' I should
n*gga you gay, and I misunderstood
I feel like Martin Luther in ya' hood
I feel like Martin Luther on ya' block
I'm in the field, n*gga like crops
Hop out the bus, lookin' fa' da' opps
I feel like Lil Uzi at the top
I feel like Lil Uzi how I pop
Run in ya' trap, Boy I got da' drop
Kick in ya' door, Ian' finna' knock
When you go up, b*tches on ya' c*ck
Swiping cards, Ian' punching da' clock
I was just locked up, Kay Flock
Whatchu you gon do, when we spin on ya' block?
Skreet n*gga, Ian' makin' no TikTok
Rack on ya' head, n*gga like a loc
[Closing Adlibs: Marrgielaa]
(Yuh, rack on ya' head like a loc)
(Rack on ya' head n*gga like a dreadlock)
(Ay)
(Ay, ay, uh)
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